#cntr0py

[suizokukans]

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     “Ah, you’re the owner of this bakery, r..right?” The brunette speaks up; some strain in his voice mostly due to the fact he’s carrying maybe a few too many sacks of flour in his arms. “I work in one of the cafes down the road- I think our deliveries got mixed uup-!” SHIT. He loses strength in one of his arms, some of the sacks starting to slip out of his grip. “I got it!” He doesn’t!

[sleepywitchevie]

Is She Following Me?

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Evie stretched her arms over her head and let out a long sigh. After a few hours of being hunched over her alchemy station, the witch had finally finished her last batch of potions and tinctures to replace the inventory that she sold. 

“I can’t believe how many customers I had today...” Sinking down into her chair she finally let the exhaustion of the day wash over her. Who would have known that such a random place would have so many people in need of remedies? Though to be fair, that’s how it always was. Evie always trusted her instincts to guide her to her next destination, and so far they haven’t been wrong. 

Letting out another sigh the woman glanced at the curtains separating her private quarters from the main apothecary. Despite being ready to curl up and sleep right then and there, Evie still had to close everything up and activate her wards. 

“...five more minutes...it’s not like anyone will be stopping by at this hour.” 

[littlesvpernova]

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What could it have been that pulled the sun to the flame that day? Was it the smell of fresh baked pastries? Or simply the light of the fire held within the other god inside the bakery? Helios wasn’t sure, but his curiosity overcame him nonetheless.

His gold-orange hair stood out anywhere, but his power would shine through to anyone with the omnipotence only a deity could possess. He smiled at the store-owner. He could recognize the same energy from the other, though the name would be lost to him. So many gods, so many names, it was too difficult to remember them all. Instead he focused on the element before him, he leaned on the glass, smiling at the goods. “What delicious looking treasures!”

With the brightness of the sun itself, he looked up at the other. “What do you recommend, my warm-blooded friend?”

[ai-framework]

Random Lyrics Starter for @cntr0py​ ‘s Alaire

Song: Non-Stop - Hamilton Cast

“Everyday you fight like you are running out of time.” Anyone that saw that man could probably tell. His demeanor, or maybe just the way he looked, it was clear that he was strong and not at all ‘normal’. An unusual person, but still registered as human by his data. His approach had been sudden, surely, so he thought to be more considerate.

So, he walked just a bit closer, careful not to be too close at all. Being approached by a stranger probably raised all kinds of alarms for a man who... fought like he was running out of time. His machinery could not afford to be at the receiving end of a mortal blow, regardless of his survival rate. Once again, he spoke, his curiosity rising. “Are you running out of time?”

[worldbecomefantasy]

@cntr0py​ asked: “you’re not going to be mad at me forever, are you?” from leon give me like sore loser at monopoly or smth lmaooo

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     Monopoly takes so long. They’ve been at this one game all day. Back and forth, back and forth. Leon took property after property from him until he went bankrupt. He pouts, arms crossed over his chest. “Not forever no. But right now yes.”

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[irreversiblemelody]

"Questions are important when the thing'th I deal with daily are even wor... Ugh, even more awful than normal." Socks replies "But you won't be dealing with the plant'th if I'm right. You'll deal with the thing'th they call on."

The Fae are still set on flirting, but he seems focused enough to remember what they'll say.

"The plant'th are from my world. Making them extraordinarily powerful and intelligent. Th'o, I need to kill them. Without too much detail, they'll be calling on metal and fire th'pirt type thing'th. All of them will be powerful and cunning. All kind'th of appearances. They need to be obliterated. I can and will pay you, it will be at the longe'th't.... Two hour'th. What do you prefer to be paid in?"

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[daydreamiist-archived]

@cntr0py || Continued from here.

When she is called out to, Flora turns around to stare at the other. Nodding her head at his question, she waves her hands in front of her dismissively.

"No, no, I don't mind at all... but better yet, I can show you." She flashes him a smile before continuing, "I am an artist as well, so I can take you to my favorite store, if you want. It has everything you could possibly want as an artist. I love visiting even in my spare time."

[ishkali]

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“It’s dirt. That’s it. It happens when you’re digging all day.” He was already trying to clean off his face, but the rag was just pushing the dirt around. Maybe it smear instead of being wiped off.  What a pain... “Look, could you at least point me to a bathroom? A sink? Really, anything with running water.” It was starting to get into his eyes; He needed to actually wash his face.

“Ugh... It itches. Fuck.”